Reading this blog might lead you to believe I was a foolish young man. You would be correct! My next car was a 1954 Pontiac. It was as clean as a whistle and didn’t have a visible flaw. The straight 8 engine was silky quiet, the radio worked great, the the most impressive feature was that the Indian head hood ornament lit up at night when the lights were on. It’s amber lense really made it stand out! How cool was that?
I should have known better, it was at a local used car lot, and only $45. I am not sure of the price but I am very sure it was under $100. Problem? No title. No title? No problem. At least that’s what the used car guy said. I took the Pontiac and he took my money and told me to “check back in a couple of weeks” and the title would be there. After all it had to come from Utah or some other far off place. After hearing numerous stories about why he still did not have a title yet, I finally convinced him to give my money back and I was off the hook. ( My angry father wating in his truck outside the used car office could have swayed the guy in my favor..)
I only drove the car home and a few hundred yards near my parents house and then back to the used car lot but it was a nice car and I loved it. I have never considered repeating that mistake.
Royce
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